Paul Wall - Throwed Off lyrics

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Paul Wall - Throwed Off lyrics

[Paul Wall (Baby Bash)] Paul Wall Baby Bash What they talkin' 'bout I'm just sittin' here (It's throwed off, playa) What is it (It's throwed off, playa) Oh really (It's throwed off, playa) It's goin' down Chorus: (Natalie in background) [Baby Bash] It's throwed off, playa (Already) It's throwed off, playa (Already) It's throwed off, playa (Already) [Natalie] You already know [Baby Bash] It's throwed off, playa (Already) It's throwed off, playa (Already) It's throwed off, playa (Already) [Natalie] Throwed everywhere we go Repeat Chorus [Baby Bash] (Verse 1) Now it's about that time We rearrange your mind With jam and jersey, fer sherzy, we blowin' on that pine They call me Baby Bash So wet, when I park, I splash I only f** with the trill, that ain't no succotash Now let's accelerate And get to celebratin' I throw my drank in your face with all that playa-hation I'm knuckle headed Super unleaded, watch me, pimp We got 'em goin' hard, down at the Roxy, pimp I got a superbad We keep it On Tha Cool Space City, H-Town, mayne, what it do Let's get it gravitated Get thrown out the club I'm throwed off like a motherf**er poppin' bud Repeat Chorus Twice (Verse 2) Now you just Tuned into the crunk show, nephews and my uncles We pop and perk, put in work, so what's up, though We like it big and heavy Enormous and humongous And all my fingers, it looked like it grew some green fungus I'm tryin' to bump a bees Without even tryin' I'm throwed off like a fast ball from Nolan Ryan Some like to get it hyphy Some like to get it crunk Some like that goldfast and some like that purple stuff Repeat Chorus Twice [Verse 3: Paul Wall] I'm the Chick Magnet I'm the People's Champ I'm in a club, throwed off, cause I'm the People's Tramp I'm taking shots of Patron, I wash it down with a beer I spit the same macking game to every dame piece here I'm the type of good discussion to the girls at the bar They wonder if I'm drinking alcohol or sippin' on bar They fell in love with my car They wanna marry my cash They wanna be down with a player cause I'm ridin' with Bash Already I pull up on Parelli, dripping candy painted - Jelly I stop at Chimmy Chans, and throw somethin' in my - Belly It's Paul Wall the G and the mack It's going down cause I'm throwed like that I'm just sayin' Repeat Chorus Twice

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